My script must be HE

The weekend is when there is a lot of traffic. The red glow in the evening illuminates the cheeks of pedestrians, and the ground seems to be dyed with a layer of orange light.

The four people who went around Yokohama arrived at the Minato Mirai Star Sea Hotel as planned.The waiter at the front desk led them to the luxury private room on the highest floor. In the dark room, you can see the beautiful fire clouds in the sky, and after the waiter turns on the light, it feels like you are in the starlight. The fine star sand seems to be held in your fingers pointed, and then flowed down from the palm of the hand silently.

After all, it is just a light and cannot be touched.

"Super beautiful!" The girls walked around in the dark sea of ​​stars in surprise, the sunset outside the window sank into the water, and the colorful neon lights gradually lit up.

Suddenly a ray of light appeared on the dining table in the center of the room.

The chandelier slowly rose like a silver moon in the sky, illuminating the tabletop covered with a dark blue tablecloth below.The tablecloth hangs down on the ground, the color deepens, and the dots of silver sequins reflect the 'moonlight' above, just like dotted stars in the night sky.

The melodious piano music seems to be the companion of the moonlight, blending into it with the lightness and refreshingness of the night breeze.The waiter bowed, and then gently closed the door.

The sound of the music did not weaken at all, Hui Yuanai looked around, and finally found a row of hollow decorations on the wall like the Milky Way at the door.The sound of music slowly flows into the room from the gap, which will not disturb the customers dining.

"I can't wait!" Suzuki Sonoko picked a seat with a panoramic view outside the window, and then invited others to sit down together.

"Wait for Conan." Mao Lilan took out his mobile phone and dialed Conan's mobile number.

...

"...Lanne-chan? I'm already here."

In front of the hotel, a schoolboy in a blue suit and red bow tie jumped out of a black private car with a phone in his hand.On the other side, the orange-haired young man in a hat handed over the car to the waiter who specialized in parking, and also got out of the car.

Seeing the primary school student hang up the phone, Nakahara Zhongya walked into the hotel lobby with him: "I'll be right here later, call me if you need anything."

As he spoke, he frowned: "After all, why did I do such a thing."

Conan laughed dryly, he didn't even know about it.

The lobby of Xingzhihai Hotel is no different from other hotels, they all look magnificent.The black marble tiles are glowing, and the huge chandelier on the top has a drop-shaped pendant, exuding golden light.When Conan and Nakahara Chuya came in, many customers walked in the hall.

Conan raised his eyes, the detective habit made him observe the crowd subconsciously.Soon he deduced the reason for the customer's departure from the customer's expression and movements: there were no vacancies in this hotel.

His eyes swept over the front desk, and suddenly stopped.Conan looked at the man who was talking to the waiter at the front desk, and felt a little familiar.

From the side, one can see the man's rather sharp eyes under the glasses, as well as his not-so-relaxed posture.Conan quickly recalled something related to this man - this was the man who stopped Mao Lilan and the others from taking pictures at the gate of the port mafia in the morning.

'Port black-hand-party people? ' He couldn't help but glanced at the port black-hand-party cadres next to him.

Just at this time, Zhong Yuan Zhong also saw that person.

He was indeed an acquaintance, and Nakahara immediately strode over: "Sato? Why are you here—is that bastard Dazai also here?"

With his ears pricked up, Conan followed with his short legs.He reasoned that this person was a high-level person, but he didn't expect that this person's position might be higher than he thought.

The man turned around, pushed his glasses, his face remained unchanged, as if being questioned by the second in command in public was not a big deal.

Not only that, but he shook his head without saying a word.He couldn't tell whether he was hiding it or expressing it, or he really didn't know.

"Don't answer, right? That means Dazai is also here." Nakahara Nakaya turned his head, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, making eye contact with every customer who was scared by him, and said, "You kid, go up by yourself. "

Then he turned around angrily, even more aggressively than when he was doing tasks in the afternoon: "I, go, find him!"

"Actually, there is no need..." to protect him.

Before he finished speaking, Conan could only look at Nakahara Chuya for half a month and turned to look for his leader.

He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and looked up at the strange man beside him.

The man nodded, seemingly not surprised by the situation.He introduced himself: "My name is Satou, the chief's secretary."

Out of politeness, Conan also said, "Hello Uncle Sato, my name is Edogawa..."

"Kudou Shinichi." Sato made a gesture of invitation, "The leader told me about you. The elevator goes this way."

The cuteness was exposed in the next second, and his true identity was revealed, even Conan felt uncomfortable for a moment.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Conan recalled the man he saw last night.Wearing an ominous red scarf that looked like blood, a man with a pale complexion that seemed to blend into the darkness.

But why is there a feeling that the man said that Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi when he sees everyone?

The depressing thing is that the man might actually do it!

This secretary, who was much stronger than the leader, seemed to be just leading the way. When sending Conan to the door of the private room, he bent slightly and left without delay.

'Does he have anything to do? 'Looking at Satou's slightly hasty footsteps, Conan guessed reasonably.

However, these belong to the internal affairs of the port mafia, and it is not good to know too much.He didn't struggle much, and raised his hand to push open the door of the private room.

The private rooms here are arranged in a circular shape, and the circular part in the middle is a hall, where a pianist sits in the center, with fingers fluttering, and beautiful music flutters out of it.

There is a circular aisle between the private room and the center, and the elevator is also on the edge of the aisle, where the waiters can walk around and deliver food.

When Conan raised his head and wanted to knock on the door, he found that there were several hollowed-out windows that could be seen in the room, just enough to allow the room to hear the music outside, and the sound quality would not be damaged by closing the door.

It seems that in order not to affect the lighting in the room, except for the light at the central performance, the rest of the place is dark.

Conan stood on tiptoe and saw Mori Ran waiting for him in the room through the hollow, Suzuki Sonoko who took out his mobile phone to take a selfie, and Oda Sakunosuke and Haibara Ai who were talking.

'It's really like the sea of ​​stars. Conan sighed in his heart.

Not intending to linger for too long, Conan took a step back, stood up straight and raised his hand, wanting to knock on the door.

Just when his hand was about to knock on the door, a sudden change occurred.

In the darkness surrounded by the sound of the piano, a hand stretched out from behind and put it on his shoulder.

"Night ~ good ~"

The relaxed tone contained a murderous voice.Endless pressure came from behind. The moment the sound sounded, Conan froze his body, his hands and feet were cold, and his fist, which was almost stuck to the door, seemed to be frozen and stopped moving forward.

The darkness behind him seems to hide some monster, staring at the prey ahead.

who is it? !

In the next second, Conan's whole body relaxed.

He took a deep breath and turned around, with a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Dazai?" He raised his eyelids and looked at the adult man who deliberately frightened the underage.

In the darkness, the man with a bandage on his right eye showed a seemingly relaxed smile, like a blooming epiphyllum.

The moment he saw the man clearly, Conan noticed this completely different outfit from last night.A black suit with a white shirt that looks like a social animal, and a black coat that won't fall off on the shoulders like Zhongya Nakahara.Without the red scarf, the man looked more alive.

The 'vigorous' Osamu Dazai patted Conan on the shoulder, motioning for Conan to follow.

"Oh my, what a quick reaction." The coat on his shoulders fluttered gently with his steps, "I thought it would scare Kudo-kun, and then screamed 'ah'."

"I won't scream 'ah'." Conan didn't bother to be cute in front of this man, he followed in small steps, his tone was low, and when he said "ah", he curled his lips, "So what's the matter? Mr. Nakahara is looking for you."

"Don't you call me brother?" He asked meaningfully.

Conan paused for a moment, then reacted, touched his clothes in a hurry, and finally pulled out a light, paper-thin bug at the back collar—it was still his usual style.

'when? ! 'Conan was a little surprised.

He raised his head, and before he could say anything, he heard Osamu Dazai continue: "Want to know when?"

The man smiled in Conan's expectant eyes: "Guess."

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched in anticipation, and he once again had a clear understanding of Osamu Dazai.

The unassuming adult man quickly moved on to the next topic.

"I'm looking for you for something." The man shook his index finger, "'Rat' has come to Yokohama, he won't do meaningless things. I'm a little worried."

"Because I'm a detective, so you want to borrow my power?" Conan followed Dazai Osamu's intention.

"bingo~"

The man in the black coat stopped and pressed the down button of the elevator: "He and I are considered old rivals, and we have a certain understanding of each other's thoughts. I hope you can bring me some surprises, Kudo-kun."

As he said that, he was talking to himself again, and quickly moved to another topic.

"Chung Ye, uh, seeing him now will definitely get beaten, I'd better hide for a while..."

The number of elevators gradually rises, stopping at this point.The elevator door slowly opened from the middle, and a face that Conan had just seen appeared in the elevator.

It was Satou who had just separated.

"Boss." Satou stood aside, giving way to the elevator. "A murder happened below."

Osamu Dazai, who had just told Conan that the 'rat' was coming, tilted his head, glanced at the top of Conan's head below, and spoke without emotion.

"Oh?"

Five minutes later, the three suspects gathered in the lobby on the first floor of Sea of ​​Stars.

The elementary school student detective got off the elevator and walked over, and was grabbed by the back collar by the mafia leader behind him.

"Help me block it." The leader said, pointing to the two suspects standing in the hall.Then the last suspect walked out from behind them, the pianist who had just been playing the piano above.

Conan laughed twice: "Don't be kidding, Mr. Dazai, how much do you think I can block as a primary school student?"

He is less than one meter tall as a primary school student, but Osamu Dazai is at least 1.8 meters tall, right?How can it be covered.

Then he saw that the man seemed to be really trying to stand behind him to cover his figure.

Having nothing to say, and being grabbed by the collar again, Conan could only turn his head and solve his case.

Conan observed the two suspects from a distance. They were standing in the middle of the hall. The police had already arrived, and the leader was an unfamiliar policeman whom Conan did not know.And the two suspects are also very distinctive.

One wears a knitted hat, has black hair, carries a guitar bag, has emerald green eyes, and is taller.

One was wearing a black hat, orange hair, and a black overcoat, with blue eyes and a shorter stature.

As the pianist walked over, the black hair and brown eyes in the tuxedo suit happened to stand in the middle.At this time, according to the height of the three of them, they just formed a slope shape.

This is not important, what is important is...

"Why would the cadres of your port mafia be treated as suspects in the hotel under the port mafia?" Conan asked puzzled.That's the Central Plains, right?With that height and hat, Mafia shouldn't be so shameless, right?

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Through the gaps in the green plants next to the elevator, he looked at the person next to Nakahara Nakaya, his iris-colored pupils were full of emotions that made it difficult to see clearly.

It doesn't matter what happens to Zhongyuan Zhong, but this FBI may not be suitable to go out today.

Although it was drawn out by him himself.

It was Shuichi Akai who was implicated in the murder case after being walked for a day by Fyodor, then entered the hotel with a guitar bag on his back.

Once the cops remember to check his guitar bag, they can presumably pull a sniper bin straight out of it.